Hello. Let me introduce myself. My name is Reggie and I am the luckiest and happiest dog in the world. Please read my story and find out why I am saying this.
After I was badly bitten by that big dog guarding the public market in Cairo I only remember running away in a panic and collapsing in pain and crying and then falling asleep.
I woke up in a strange place with wires attached to my chest and funny beeping noises. My leg has a big bandage on it and there are blood stains on it. There are people in white coats nearby and as my Arabic is so weak I don’t understand what they are saying. Anwar and I watched so much English television and he only spoke to me in English I am not sure what these people are saying.
I feel dizzy and want to throw up and have a terrible pounding in my head. I cry out in pain and I cry for my master Anwar. Where are you Anwar! A lady in a Habib comes to me and gently says something I don’t understand but she strokes my head and kisses my forehead and I feel a jab in my leg and the pain goes far away maybe far away as Anwar may be. My crying stops and I drift off to sleep. My mind is back with Anwar as we sit and watch cartoons on the television and he gives me belly rubs and I feel so safe and loved. Anwar must be coming to get me soon. Anwar where are you. Please come and take me home. I do not like this bad dream.
I wake up and there is no Anwar just men and women in white coats who speak to me nicely and pull off the wires from my body. I am a bit dizzy but I feel much better. They speak to me softly and stroke my head. I begin to feel safe but I miss Anwar so much I feel like crying and I start to whimper. But a big man with a beard comes to me and says my name Reggie! He turns me over and gives me a tummy rub. I feel very safe although I do not understand why I am in this place. I think these are good humans trying to help me.
I fall asleep again but wake up with other dogs who are in their own little beds. There are many of them of all sizes. I recognize a couple of my street friends. They tell me I am in a special place called a hospital where these people in white coats help sick dogs. They tell me I will not be kicked or spat on and that I am safe.
Then food comes for all of us and lots of clean water. I eat and drink like I have not done in months. My hair is dirty and full of fleas and tics. I am scrawny and very weak. I am embarrassed and ashamed but another man in a white comes up to me and says, “Reggie let me hug you and tell you we love you here. You are safe. We are going to make you well.”
The man takes me to a big tub of water and I get a special shampoo that kills the bugs crawling over my skin. Another lady gives me a shave down of all my hair. I feel cool and exceptionally clean.
My friends tell me I will be checked very carefully by “vets” who are doctors for pets. They are so kind to me I am beginning to trust humans again. They stick needles in me to take blood for “tests”? They inject medicine with these needles. My friends tell me you are going on a trip with us Reggie and that we will all be safe in a place far away. I do not want to go far away. I want to be with Anwar. Anwar where are you?
So I stay at this home where I feel safe and cared for and my friends tell me we may soon be going to another place far away where humans are waiting to care and love us. As Anwar has not come to take me home I sadly feel he has left me. Why? What did I do wrong?
But I feel good. I feel strong. My stomach is full. The bugs have stopped crawling over me but I want Anwar or someone that will love me and teat me as special as Anwar did.
I see a lady who is not Egyptian come into our place and as I understand English she says to the men and women in white coats she is from a rescue society in Toronto, Canada that will take twenty or so of us to a place called Toronto to families that will love and care for us. What is Canada? Where is Canada? How will we get there? Will there be people there who will kick us, spit on us, try and shoot us dead? I tell the dogs what I understand as I understand English so well. They are confused and frightened but anything should be better than Cairo….I hope.